Objectal Misfits(REHAB)

Attempt.

TASER POV

I don't get why Whip wants to do any of this. After things with his dad, he's just been more feral and sadistic towards everyone.....Everyone except me. I don't understand why, but the rest of the guys don't question it so I guess they have their theories. But it's not like I can just ask him why he's so soft with me

I feel bad for the experiments... They don't deserve this, especially Rose. I can tell he's....they're suffering alot.

An idea sparked in my brain right then and there. I could try and get the four out and run away with them! No, I'd have to be sneaky about this, or else I'd end up being put through the same experimentation.

"Whip?"

"Yes, Tase?"

"....Why are we doing this to the experiments? Surely we could do something else, like train our powers more."

"Taser, you know full well I'm not in charge. It's all my father's orders."

"But you're second in command!"

"Exactly. I can't do anything without his consent. Now shut up before you blow our cover."

I frowned at him and huffed.

I might as well just get STRAIGHT to the point and help them escape...

But then the thought of Whip finding out and punishing me came to mind. That made me nervous, because Whip's punishments could be really harsh. I could always take him on, but he would always find a way to catch me off guard and give me a good beating.

I'm getting off topic...

"Hey, Whip, let's go talk to your father and try to convince him to stop experimenting on the subjects. We could even suggest training them."

"No."

"But wh-?"

"No."

I could tell by his tone that he was not playing around.

"Look, I know how you feel about this, but we have to stop."

"We will stop once I can finally make you happy."

"And how the hell are you going to do that?! By torturing people?! Killing innocent children?! You aren't making anyone happy! Especially not yourself!"

He grabbed my leg roughly, digging his nails into my skin, and dragging me down the hall.

"Where are we going?"

"You are going back to your room."

"..Wait, Whip.! I'm sorry! We can fix things!.. Please..!" My eyes started to water.

Whip finally stopped. And started to examine my face. His expression softened and he let go of my leg. I wiped my eyes.

"Sorry for the trouble, Whip.."

"No. It's alright. I'm sorry for lashing out at you. I'm just a bit stressed right now.."

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"Not really..."

"Okay... Well, I'll see you around!"

"Tase, wait."

"Yes?"

"You don't have to go back to your room, we can keep patrolling. I'm over what happened."

"Oh! Okay, then."

We kept walking down the hall. I didn't notice until now that my leg was bleeding.

"Hey, Tase, you're hurt."